Chapter 1094: Chapter 681: Bombs, Clamor, and the Weight of the Crown! (3)

Shen Shuo crossed his arms, boasting:

"That kid is actually an Overlord, who would have thought, who would have thought, even kept it from me...

But look, wife, how’s my eye for people? I knew years ago, that kid is something special!"

His wife, Martial Arts Venerable [Phoenix King·Bai Zhi Feng] shook her head and laughed lightly:

"Your eye... only got it right this once."

Shen Shuo quickly corrected:

"Twice, marrying you was the first."

Bai Zhi Feng was momentarily stunned, holding Shen Shuo’s arm tighter.

"Where did you learn this, so many sweet words..."

On the commentary table, Dong Xin, a top host, deliberately paused for a moment, waiting for emotions to ferment among the crowd, making the entire venue more ’explosive’!

As the sound gradually calmed down, Dong Xin slowly uttered the name known to everyone:

"He is the Master from Northern United Martial Arts University[Infinite Fist·Meng Chuan]!"

A tall figure behind the gate had already grown impatient, opened in an instant.

With a light tap of the toe, disappeared from the spot.

Sitting upon the rightful Overlord’s throne!

He slightly lowered his head, meeting the agitated gaze of other contestants, his eyes extremely calm.

Once the host finished speaking, the near-silent space was suddenly shattered.

With his sitting motion, like a stone thrown into a lake, the restlessness and urgent emotions were completely ignited in that second, and shouts echoed throughout the venue!

Mockery!

Criticism!

Questioning!

Ridicule!

Provocation!

The noise was loud and piercing, Meng Chuan turned a deaf ear.

To wear the crown, one must bear its weight.

...

In the official livestream, in front of countless screens.

Upon hearing this name and seeing Meng Chuan sit on the Overlord’s throne, almost everyone was surprised, their hearts stirred with emotion.

Those who typically did not understand martial arts news, only focused on livelihood issues, and were distant from martial arts had little impression.

Just...

"Hey... the five people in front are all Grandmasters of some kind, sounds really impressive, how’s the last one just a Master?

Masters should be less than Grandmasters, right? Are they just filling numbers or does this kid have a unique skill?"

"Master... what level is a Master, exactly?"

"I forgot, not an ordinary martial artist anyway, look at them, and then look at you, are all my years of tuition money wasted?"

Beside them, the young man sending messages with classmates, discussing the hidden Overlord actually being Meng Chuan, instantly sat up, his face helpless:

"Mom, that’s Meng Chuan! You don’t know?

Don’t even mention me, my tutor at the martial arts hall couldn’t even qualify for this competition!

Isn’t our city of Kaifeng big? The entire city only has three people standing as minions in the contestant seats below, watching those six on stage.

You’re comparing me to them?"

His mother glared:

"Still daring to talk back? I don’t care! If you don’t become a martial artist before graduating university, don’t even think about entering this house!"

San Qin Land.

At this moment, countless spectators in front of screens suddenly stood up, waving their arms passionately, faces aglow with pride, emotions stirring!

San Qin also has an Overlord seat, Meng Chuan!

It has to be him, always has to be him!

He’s never disappointed the folks back home!

"Hahaha! Just saying, how could our vast San Qin have no one as Overlord?"

The wife beside him was also quite excited:

"This kid is really amazing, seems like he’s always the one bringing glory to us old Shaanxi people!"

"Awesome! Wife, make more noodles later, and then go downstairs to buy some pig head meat, mix some peanuts and slap some cucumbers, then buy..."

"Getting greedy are we? Scram!"

Yong’an.

Meng Yongzhi stood up, holding Meng Chuan’s Golden Tiger with excitement.

"Chuan’r will definitely win, no one can take his place!"

Xue Na had already run to the side, standing in front of the True Martial Emperor statue that now lacked the Xuanwu.

Mumbling ’Lord bless, Amitabha, Amen’, rambling on...

Overseas livestream, ’F**k, What, OMG’ and so on, constantly echoing...

Meanwhile, online in some popular streamers’ rooms, they specifically invited public figures from the martial arts realm as guest commentators.

A seasoned event commentator shook his head slightly, his tone calm yet scrutinizing:

"Meng Chuan previously, hasn’t had any records of defeating a Four Limits Grandmaster with a Three Limits body.

From this child’s past experiences, with continuous news big and small, never hiding, one can mostly conclude he hasn’t concealed his skills.

I believe, possibly the Overlord seats being all martial arts Grandmasters, too fixed, the event committee specially invited this ’famous Three Limits’ to stir things up."

Another elderly Grandmaster interjected, voice steady:

"I share the same view, Meng Chuan’s role, like an opening mascot, waits to be defeated offstage, then the sixth Overlord seat can truly come alive.

After you sing, my turn to perform, see who can laugh last!"

"I just saw, my disciple [Rising Dragon Fist·Hengchong]is down below, already bursting with fighting intent!

Also a young talent from a Special Martial Arts University, breaking the third major limit six years ago, now at the peak of Master level, he once held off a Four-stage Celestial Demon no less than a martial arts Grandmaster.

Meng Chuan is definitely not his match!"

The beautiful host spoke up finally, nodding in conclusion:

"What the two seniors said makes a lot of sense, seeing how my careful assessment suggests this martial arts genius, undefeated since debut, might experience the first setback in his life today."

The old Grandmaster shook his head, concluded:

"We cannot deny Meng Chuan’s martial arts talent, experiencing setbacks early while young is actually a good thing for him.